Steven from Liverpool, England was touring the United States of America on holiday and stopped in a remote bar in the Mojave desert of California.
He was chatting to the bartender when he spied an old Native American man sitting in the corner. He had tribal gear on, long white plaits, wrinkled face.
“Who’s he?” Steven from Liverpool asked.
“That’s the Memory Man,” said the bartender. “He knows everything, remembers everything. He can remember every face he’s ever seen. He can remember any fact he hears or reads. Go and try him out.”
So Steven goes over, and thinking he won’t know about English soccer, he asks ”Who won the 1965 FA Cup Final?”
Memory Man; “Liverpool” replies the Memory Man.
Steven; “Who did they beat?”
Memory Man; “Leeds United” was the instant reply.
Steven; “And the score?”
Memory Man; “2-1.”
Steven; “Who scored the winning goal?”
Memory Man; “Ian St. John,” said the old man, without a hint of hesitation.
The man from Liverpool was knocked out by this and told everyone back home about the Memory Man when he got back.
Six years later he went back to the USA and tried to find the impressive Memory Man. Eventually, he found the bar, and sitting in the same seat was the
old Native American, only this time he was older and even more wrinkled.
The Liverpudlian came close to him with the greeting “How”.
The Memory man looked at Steven and said, “Diving header in the six-yard box....”
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Originally Posted by Katman
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